“That was a big blow, Prof,” Kedric said while chuckling. He was wearing a sweatshirt and tux. His hand was grabbing a thick book. He was also wearing eyeglasses. Kedric’s posture was so noble and proper. “But I don’t think we are the ones who’ll end up ruining our future. It’s theirs whose future is fucked up,” Kedric added confidently. Jerson remained silent. He started tapping again on his keyboard without reacting to his student's unexpected proclamation. It was easy for him to ignore them as he was just an undercover Professor. Sooner or later, this school will be doomed. It will be best not to give a damn about these rogues. But Kedric wasn't pleased with Jerson’s silence. His brows creased. “Why aren’t you saying anything, Professor?” he asked. He was only two meters apart from Jerson. Jerson was sitting on the teacher's desk while Kedric was on the second row in the second column. Jerson flamboyantly turned his gaze. He puts down his eyeglass and

Jerson entered the classroom and saw that no one stayed in the room after he left. The room was still in a great mess, and there were overturned chairs all over. The paint was scattered all over the floor, and the chalk’s small particles decolorized the black marble floor. Even after seeing that there were no other people aside from him, Jerson still chose to proceed from entering and sat on his chair. He leaned his elbow against the desk and leaned his head on his hand. With his legs crossed, Jerson started fretting about the event that had happened. All this time, he felt extremely embarrassed. He was just hiding it behind his sophisticated face, but composure almost faltered in front of the Prosecutor. “Thanks to Alec, I’ve got to see an excellent drama,” Van declared while laughing. Jerson groaned. “Shut up.”“I thought you’re going to kill the General. You scared me for a moment there, Jerson” Noah declared. Jerson stays silent.

Jerson found himself in a daze in front of his computer. He could not understand Vishnu’s abstinence at all. After what he said towards the dead guy who was threatening his life, Vishnu rebutted that he crossed the line and that’s what made Jerson’s temper go out of hand. He argued that he threatened him first but Vishnu said it was still wrong to wish for someone’s misfortune no matter how bad what they did to you. Speechless, Jerson just gave Vishnu a middle finger before he turned his back and walked out. What a way to spoil someone's mood! Jerson was irritated. He was staring at the canopy. It’s not that he can’t do anything. It’s that he wasn’t able to do anything aside from staring at his computer, and it was all thanks to the Prosecutor. He doesn't even know who he should blame for all of his frustration. He couldn’t blame the Prosecutor who is such a bipolar person. He just couldn’t. Jerson checked his watch and realized that it was almost seven in the mornin

The agenda was to substantiate that General Kio, the corrupted politician who's part of the Senate, was the suspect for the pandering inside the academy, and to present evidence to validate the claim. Noah had long ago contacted Joren Nile to work with them. Coincidentally and for an unknown reason, Joren Nile was targeting General Kio and Noah being Noah, didn't ask for any more reasons and information about what General Kio did him wrong or what was the reason behind his contempt. As long as it will benefit them both, Noah could bargain with the consequences. In the end, they had come up with an agreement. Noah examined the blueprint of the Academy and saw that a lot of dormitory rooms weren't occupied as it was also included on the report that the young Nile gave him. Joren also helped him acquire some documents inside the General's office. Those documents were the real deal about the smuggled goods. However, Noah doubted Joren even more. How could he do it without bein

Jerson remained silent. He couldn’t utter any more words. It was his grandfather who asked him for his name. If he utters another word, his grandfather might catch up with what was happening and he might get caught red-handed. If he mumbles one more word, it will be risky. Jerson’s silence made the General smirk. “Now… now. What made you shut up? Does the cat get your tongue?” The General started to laugh with travesty. “Are you scared? Are you gonna piss on your pants?” the General asked with his tone filled with scorn. Behind those mockeries, still, Jerson remained silent. He could tolerate the ridiculous stunt of the General to conceal his identity. He could at least bear this much. Ideally, Jerson would be overjoyed if he became the General's karma. Jerson could tolerate it at this moment but that does not mean that he won’t plead for payback. Now that this happened, he realized that it is indeed a good choice that he wore light make-up, and that his features